I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

Such a big thing happened in the Slytherin rest area, and it caused such a big commotion.

At this moment, the other young wizards in Hogwarts have been alarmed.

Gryffindor common rest area.

A famous man put on a wizard's robe, and the little lions with some frightened faces gathered here anxiously, and some of the people in the same dormitory even gathered together.

He was chattering and discussing the roars like wild beasts and the roars like explosions that he had just heard in his sleep.

Hermione kept looking around in the crowd, looking for John.

However, after looking around for a long time, not to mention John's figure, not even Harry and Ronald who were in the same dormitory with him were seen. Suddenly, an ominous premonition could not help but emerge in Hermione's mind. .

"No, it's definitely not...the place where the sound came from should be Slytherin's resting area. Could it be that he slept too hard?"

Hermione kept looking towards the entrance to the stairs of the boys' dormitory with a slightly flustered face.

However.

At this moment, the prefect Percy Weasley, who was in charge of going out to investigate and inquire about the situation, ran back quickly in a panic, with an obviously pale face, and the Duo Ke

Cropped look.

Suddenly some young wizards who had already had a premonition of something bad became nervous.

"Percy, what happened outside?"

Fred urged anxiously.

However, this time, before Percy could speak, the old man in a painting hanging on the wall suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Walter? Slytherin has been attacked by a demon?! Sir Spear, I warn you, don't use this trick on children to make fun of me. I want to rest!"

Everyone turned their heads.

But in the painting next to the old man, Sir Spear, who always likes to ride on a white horse and wink at the little witch passing by, is completely invisible at the moment and has already "940" hid behind the white horse. Under the belly.

Hearing the old man's doubts, he let out a sharp scream full of collapse.

"I swear! I just happened to go to meet some of my friends in the Slytherin rest area for tea, and I saw with my own eyes that Dumbledore had also passed by!"

"Oh! By the way, there is also the Gryffindor boy from the Vatican. That boy is fighting the little Slytherin who is possessed by a demon!"

"Walt?!"

Hermione rushed over in disbelief.

"Who did you say just now? Is it John Constantine?!"

Sir Spear cowered under the white horse in panic. While looking around, he heard Hermione's question and nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, that's the name. I heard the devil's voice... It was also calling that boy's name... God, there are really devils in this world!"

When hearing the bad news that she didn't want to believe, Hermione's face changed color instantly.

The next moment, without giving the prefect Percy a chance to stop him, he rushed out of the rest area in an instant.

"Granger! Damn it! Everyone stay here, this is Professor McGonagall's order! Come on, go back to the dormitory!"

Percy wanted to stop him, but looked at the little lions around him who were also a little flustered by the news.

At this moment, he can only stay here temporarily and maintain the overall situation.

the other side.

Hermione ran out of the Gryffindor rest area and rushed towards the Slytherin rest area without any hesitation.

However, she didn't get there yet.

He was shocked and speechless by the sight of a large group of Slytherin wizards coming towards him.

Hundreds of little snakes were either supporting each other or simply being carried on simple stretchers. Many of them were still wearing pajamas, and dozens of clearly injured places could be seen.

Although there seemed to be no death, the bloody appearance frightened Miss Know-It-All, who was already a little flustered at the moment, even more out of her mind.

She staggered a little and put one hand on the handrail of the stairs beside her, while a Slytherin wizard was blocking her way.

"Where is Constantine?"

In the past, the person in front of her would definitely not answer Hermione's questions, and might even make some mocking remarks. However, at this moment, she looked deeply at Hermione.

"He fought with the demon possessing Gore and seemed to be seriously injured. Professor Snape took him to the school infirmary..."

Watching Miss Know-It-All leave in an instant.

The little witch in the snake farm thought about the whole process she witnessed today, including the final scene where Constantine sacrificed himself to save everyone.

She would probably never forget the angel flying in the Slytherin rest area.

When Hermione ran all the way and almost fell down the stairs several times, she rushed to the school doctor's office as soon as possible. She was still at the door when she heard the obviously anxious voices of Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall inside. .

"Oh my god, this child... his life is passing quickly, we must provide first aid!"

"Bobby, we all know this. Don't hesitate any longer and give him first aid as soon as possible. Professor Snape, John is your student. Are you just responsible for standing here?"

"I'm thinking, don't disturb me! The injury on his chest is gone. We must figure out why his life force was lost..."

"No time!"

"Minerva, you need to calm down. In addition to John, there are many little wizards out there who still need us to stabilize them."

Hermione pushed the door open.

As soon as he came in, he caught sight of John, who was lying on the hospital bed for examination, surrounded by Snape, Madam Pomfrey, and Professor Sprout.

And outside them, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, all with stains on their wizard robes, were also here.

"Miss Granger, no, I'm sorry, Mr. Constantine cannot accept visits now, and this is the most urgent period for Hogwarts. Don't stay here, go back to your college!"

Professor Flitwick stretched out his hand to stop the other party, with a serious face that a first-year freshman like Hermione had never seen on the other party's face.

"Professor Flitwick, please tell me what happened... What is John's current situation? He

Hermione's voice was filled with sobs and tears. When she saw John's pale face and his hair that was completely mixed with the white of the pillow, her whole body was on the verge of collapse.

There was a sound of footsteps, and then came from behind Hermione.

Harry and Ronald pushed the door open and walked in.

The moment they saw Hermione turning to look at them, the three of them couldn't help but panic for a moment.

Harry raised his hands instantly, "However, he still couldn't escape the result of being grabbed by the collar angrily by Miss Know-It-All the next second.

"Harry Potter! What happened?! You and John are in the same dormitory. You must have been together when it happened!"

"TellMe!"

Outside the school doctor's office.

The three of them, Harry, who was cowering, and Hermione, who had an angry look on her face and whose chestnut hair seemed to be about to turn into flames, honestly told what happened.

Hermione's little face was extremely gloomy.

A pair of small white jade hands clenched tightly.

"So the two so-called insomnias you two had before were all because of this kind of thing? Demon?"

"And you, and that bastard John, have been hiding this from me?!"

Hermione asked dissatisfiedly, she could not accept under any circumstances that as the other party's recognized little girlfriend at Hogwarts, she knew nothing about such dangerous things.

Seeing the angry Hermione, her eyes were about to turn red, and she was about to cry on the spot.

Harry and the other three waved their hands hastily.

"No, no, Hermione, of course not, John wants to tell you!"

Ronald hurriedly made a gesture of swearing.

"Yes, I swear! John has his own plan. He said he is going to set up an exorcism society at Hogwarts. Once Professor Dumbledore agrees, he will tell you

Neville nodded: "Hermione, you should believe us, so... I think you should believe me."

General Enha turned his head with a strange look: "???"

Is this guy also possessed by a demon?

After briefly struggling with this matter, Hermione continued to look towards the school doctor's office with worry.

Snape brought a lot of things back and forth from his apothecary.

However, every time he came out, his face was uglier than before.

And then Slytherin's injured little wizard was sent to the school doctor's office, which made the already small school doctor's office become crowded and chaotic.

"What are you doing here?"

The sudden appearance of a figure made Hermione instinctively alert for some unknown reason.

The look in front of her was still the same as before, and the eyes were still so annoying, but somehow it always made her feel like a little Slytherin snake, Pansy Parkinson, who was going crazy inside.

Hermione felt like she was being watched inexplicably.

On the side, General Enha had already chosen to evacuate quietly in a tacit understanding. As participants in the entire battle today, they knew very well what had happened to the little Slytherin witch in front of them.

"I'm injured and need medical treatment. Do you have to take care of this? Miss Dekuan?"

"Walter?! What did you call me?"

Miss Know-It-All's almond-shaped eyes widened, and the inexplicable intuition in her heart that she was close to the truth made her clenched her fists.

However, Pansy Parkinson in front of her sneered disdainfully, ignored Hermione in front of her, and immediately headed towards the school doctor's office.

In front of the hospital beds one after another, the most injured people present were undoubtedly Draco Malfoy, who was attacked first, and Ben Crabbe.

As for Goyle, the unlucky man who was possessed, Dumbledore finally agreed to Professor Flitwick's proposal for individual treatment just in case.

All that's left is a senior Slytherin wizard.

These people all had at least broken bones or damaged internal organs. Injuries like Pansy Parkinson's, which only had a few cuts on their arms, could be dealt with by just applying some medicine.

I simply don’t have the conditions to enter the school doctor’s office now…………

And that's exactly what happened.

"Ms. Parkinson, please go outside and turn right for the injury on your arm. Professor Sprout will treat you over there..."

Madam Pomfrey was busy pouring a bottle of potion into John, and then she opened her eyelids to look at her pupils, and then spoke to drive him away with obvious displeasure.

However.

Pansy Parkinson glanced at a corner next to the cabinet beside John's bed, but under the astonished gaze of Hermione on the side, she directly folded her arms on her legs and squatted there.

"I won't disturb you...I'll just wait here for him to wake up."

Hermione: "???"

If,

For the first time, Hermione couldn't feel the slightest joy because she had a premonition that she was right about something.

She opened her mouth, but when she saw Madam Pomfrey's expression turned ugly, she finally gritted her teeth and swallowed the words again.

Glancing at the other side of John's bed.

In the same symmetrical empty seat, Miss Know-It-All glared fiercely at the little Slytherin witch who was squatting in the corner without looking up at her.

Angry, he also squatted on the other side.

Outside.

Professor McGonagall's face was solemn.

"The situation has been calculated. The number of injured young wizards in Slytherin Academy has reached 176, of which 32 were seriously injured. Fortunately, the last one was John.

The healing exorcism spell controlled the injuries of these people. "

"Albus...this time things are too big, I'm worried."

Professor McGonagall didn't say it clearly, but the worry in his eyes could not be more obvious.

The little wizards in Slytherin are all basically from wizarding families, and there are quite a few of them, like Draco Malfoy, who come from prominent families.

And coincidentally, during this demonic attack, several wizards who also came from the twenty-eight pure-blood tribes were also injured or frightened.

Dumbledore nodded, but there was no trace of worry on his face.

He stretched out his hand and waved to Harry, who was leaning anxiously with Ronald at the corner of a corridor not far away. When the latter ran over quickly, he squatted down gently.

"Harry, what kind of person do you think Mr. Constantine is?"

Harry was stunned for a moment, then answered immediately without hesitation.

"John is my good friend, best friend!"

"best friend?"

Harry nodded: "Yes Professor!"

Harry's voice was decisive.

"John is very good, and at the same age as me, he is already doing great things. Ronald and I both participated in an exorcism in the library...

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Harry briefly recounted the last time John led them to perform an exorcism.

"Professor, I hope you will find a way to save John. He is such a brave, kind, kind-hearted person who is willing to sacrifice and take risks for others. He should not die like this."

In a little exorcism. "

"He can still do many things in the future!"

Dumbledore looked at Harry, who also had a bit of moisture in his eyes and whose voice was full of sincerity and sincerity.

He murmured Harry's evaluation about John.

"Brave, kind, kind, and willing to sacrifice himself for others... Harry, if I were Mr. Constantine, I would definitely do it for you and Mr. Weasley."

, and happy to have friends like Mr. Longbottom.

Professor McGonagall on the side quietly turned his back and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

After all, Harry and the others had only known John for less than a month at most.

However, in such a short period of time, John had relied on his personality charm to make the two of them and Neville join the dangerous driving force without hesitation.

Among the demons.

"Albus..."

McGonagall wanted to say something else, but Dumbledore nodded.

"Minerva, I understand what you mean, don't worry, I will handle it!"

As he spoke, Dumbledore seemed to suddenly sense something. A pair of eyes with a bit of coldness under the refraction of the lenses suddenly looked towards the corridor beside him.

His brows were furrowed.

"What's wrong?"

Professor McGonagall glanced doubtfully in the direction Dumbledore was looking.

Dumbledore hesitated and shook his head uncertainly.

"No, it's okay, maybe I'm too nervous..."

In the scene that no one could see, a figure in a white suit, humming a tune, stepping on a pair of leather shoes and dancing from time to time, quietly appeared in the city of Hogwarts

in the corridor of the fort.

He passed by little wizards and professors.

Everyone seemed to be unable to see him.

And soon, like a ghost, this figure walked through the door of the school doctor's office and walked into it.

"Wow wow wow wow ~ Constantine, another Constantine, hehe..."

The man let out a breathtaking laugh and murmured, but his body was like a void of light and shadow, being passed through again and again by the busy Madam Pomfrey.

"Little guy, it seems you are going to help me realize my final collection."